Page 95 of Little Buried Secrets

Their first date.

The timing couldn’t have been any more perfect.

I turned toward Isaac and said, “Scoot on over. I’ll just be a minute, and then you two can get back to whatever riveting conversation you were having.”

He looked at me, dumbfounded, and didn’t move, so I slid in next to him, using my hip to push him over just far enough to get one of my butt cheeks on the seat.

“Hannah, do you like stories?” I asked.

She shrugged. “Yeah, I guess. Why?”

“Well, you’re in luck. There are a few things you should know about this young man here before you make the wise decision not to see him again. Where to begin? Let’s see now … Four months ago, there was a party, and at this party …”

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